Super cute baby: president daddy dragged to the sky

Yun Xiaoyuan wanted to continue watching. Fleck's hands covered his little ancestor's eyes and took him away.

"Oh! Fleck, you're not authentic. What's terrible about losing a bet to me? A man should be able to afford it and put it down." he reasoned with fleck all the way regardless of the darkness in front of him.

Fleck took him into a lounge downstairs and put him on the sofa.

"Young master, this kind of thing should be avoided in the future. Children can't see it?" he squatted in front of Yun Xiaoyuan and explained seriously.

Yun Xiaoyuan leaned against the cushion of the sofa and frowned, showing a small expression of embarrassment.

"Why is this? Even if I see them, they won't lose a piece of meat. Besides, some things need to be practiced since childhood."

He said boldly.

Fleck shook his head. "Young master, when you were so old, you had to study a lot every day. Only you could sleep four hours a day."

Yun Xiaoyuan broke his little finger and stretched forward, "what? After four hours, the father is still so tall. It is said that children who sleep less will not grow tall."

Therefore, his Xi Xi always arranges him to take a nap.

"To become the successor of the Ye family, you first need profound knowledge, then you need a calm mind, and finally you need strong decision-making ability and execution." fleck patiently instilled Yun Xiaoyuan as the first condition for the successor.

He nodded vaguely. "I know what you mean. Dad said that only when you become strong can you protect the people you want to protect."

Fleck is very glad that Yun Xiaoyuan can understand what he said. As the successor of Ye Xiaolu, he should have a certain consciousness in order to keep the future of the Ye family.

"Young master, it's good to know, so when you go back this time, your schoolwork may be heavier."

He asked Yun Xiaoyuan to be mentally prepared in advance.

Yun Xiaoyuan fell on the sofa and hugged the pillow with both hands. "Mom! Is this going to kill the baby?"

Fleck's conversation with him was serious, but when he said so, the atmosphere of the topic changed all at once.

Yunruoxi outside the living room was kissed by Ye Xiaohuan. She ran downstairs to the tally place angrily and closed the door. She sat on the ground with a packing box under her ass.

His hands rubbed his lips again and again, and his lips became more and more red and swollen.

"Damn guy." her angry hands clenched into fists.

Ye Xiaohuan returned to the upstairs study to deal with his work. He sat in front of the computer with his lips slightly hooked. Thinking of what happened outside the downstairs living room, his original impetuous mood suddenly improved.

At the time of returning home in the afternoon, Yun Ruoxi sorted all the goods, packed them in the trunk and carried them to the car with the help of the bodyguard.

After returning home, she has another chance to prepare a meal for ye Xiaohuan. Once the meal fails to reach an agreement, she will lose a shop, which is related to her future profitable life and career development.

Yun Xiaoyuan was sitting in the car. He was very excited when he heard that he was going home.

"Dad, can I write to Feynman when I get back?" he asked ye Xiaohuan.

"You can send a video directly to him. Isn't there an account he gave you?"

Ye Xiaohuan holds Yun Xiaoyuan and tells him that there is an email account on the paper given by Feynman.

His fingers poked ye Xiaohuan's palm, pulled Yun Ruoxi's hand, and put their hands together, "Dad and mom's hands are much different."

Cloud Ruoxi wants to take back his hand, but ye Xiaohuan holds it, "son put it, why are you in a hurry to take it back."

She's still angry about what's going on outside the living room.

"The hand is mine. I'll take it back if I want to." Yun Ruoxi said impolitely, leaving him no face.

"Mom, are you not feeling well? You seem very angry."

Yun Xiaoyuan became an expert at mending knives at the critical moment.

Ye Xiaohuan held his son. He looked at Yun Xiaoyuan in his arms with low eyes. "Women always have a few days a month."

When Yun Ruoxi didn't come for a few days, she could only bear the slander of Ye Xiaohuan and smiled at her son.

"I'm not sick or unhappy," she explained to her son.

Yun Xiaoyuan yawned and pretended to be a fool properly, "that mother may be carsick."

Ye Xiaohuan didn't expect that Yun Xiaoyuan would find the steps for Yun Ruoxi with such a bad reason. He seemed to underestimate the little guy in his arms.

When the car drove to the apron, they got off again and again. After they got on the plane, Yun Xiaoyuan began to feel sleepy. It was the lunch break, and his biological clock immediately responded.

"Fleck, you take care of him." ye Xiaohuan gave a worried order.

"Yes, young master."

Fleck took Yun Xiaoyuan and went to bed with him.

Yun Ruoxi is busy sorting out the customer's list on the plane. By the way, she classifies the cities where the plane can deliver goods. She also needs to pack. It is estimated that the delivery time will be delayed.

After 13 hours of flight, the plane landed on the domestic apron. In order to facilitate them to go home, the bodyguards carried luggage and goods purchased by Yun Ruoxi.

Ye Xiaohuan took his mother and son, including fleck, back to the castle by helicopter.

It was evening time to return to the castle. Yun Xiaoyuan got off the plane and ran in the courtyard.

"Yun Xiaoyuan, don't wrestle, be careful of the wound." Yun Ruoxi followed him.

He was so happy that he forgot to answer her. She was panting and almost fell down several times. Ye Xiaohuan strode forward, picked up his son with one hand and slapped him on his fleshy little ass.

Yun Xiaoyuan didn't expect that his little ass would be beaten. He couldn't respond at once. He just looked at ye Xiaohuan wrongfully, holding his small mouth to cry.

"Didn't you hear your mother calling you?" he severely criticized Yun Xiaoyuan.

Yun Ruoxi was a little shocked. He didn't expect ye Xiaohuan to spank his son angrily.

She went to the father and son. Although she didn't agree with ye Xiaohuan's spanking of Yun Xiaoyuan, his starting point was to want his son to stop and listen to her.

"Why shouldn't I call you? As I told you, your wound is difficult to heal. Don't hurt yourself, but you won't listen." Yun Ruoxi took Yun Xiaoyuan from ye Xiaohuan's hand and hugged him.

As soon as he was held by her, he cried silently.

"Dad hit me." Yun Xiaoyuan complained immediately.

"That's what you should call."

Cloud Ruoxi doesn't protect his weaknesses at all.

Yun Xiaoyuan wrongly wiped his tears with the back of his hand, "Mom, you don't love your baby."

Ye Xiaohuan saw that he had to wipe his tears with the back of his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it for him. He proudly looked away and snorted unconvinced.

This scene makes Yun Ruoxi cry and laugh.

"Beating you just doesn't love you?" she corrected him and kissed her son's forehead. "Remember, don't run around like a little madman in the future. You don't know your physical condition."

Ye Xiaohuan wrung his sword eyebrow and stared at Yun Xiaoyuan with worried eyes, "what's the matter with his body?"